Edit: Almost done… Almost done…
Hello! I'm back! 8) And... I'm...running out of ideas for this story... THE APOCALYPSE! D: Jk. They'll come to me...:/ That's why I was gone so long. ^^;
Thanks to Lunan95 and MimiMcAwesome for helping me with writer's block! *glomp*
Tanks for da reviews! :D Enjoy!
"Do cars eat chocolate?" Annabel asked one morning.
"Well of course, hon! Whaddya think keeps women alive?" Flo joked.
"Because I really want some." She continued. Flo drove into her shop and came back with a huge chocolate bar.
"Woah... Car size..." Annabel observed, a huge grin spread across her face.
Lightning drove into the café. "Morning, Flo. Hey, Annabel." He greeted, and turned from Annabel He stopped tuning, and slowly turned back around. "Ah! But—my chocolate! Flo?"
"Relax, hon!" Flo told Lightning. "Here you go, sweet pea." Flo smiled, handing Lightning some chocolate. He gratefully accepted it and began gnawing on it.
"Hey—wo-o-a-ah... Car size..."
"I know, right?" Annabel grinned at Aaron as he walked over to her. "Here, have some." She offered, breaking off a big chunk.
"Thanks!" Aaron smiled, and began eating.
"So-o gonna be on a sugar rush after this..." Annabel laughed to herself.
...
Poor Finn. She was right.
"Fi-i-i-inn! Daddy-y-y! Finn, where are you?"
"Annabel, I'm right behind you." Finn frowned. Annabel spun around.
"Oh, hi!" She waved. Finn inspected Annabel for a moment. "Flo?" He called to the show car.
"Yes, honey?"
"What did Annabel have for breakfast?"
"A really big bar of chocolate, why?" Flo laughed, knowing indeed exactly why.
"Of course she did..." Finn sighed, looking back at Annabel, who was now jumping up and down.
Aaron jumped over, too. "Hey, Annie!"
"Hellu!"
"Jump-race ya to Mater's junk yard!" He challenged.
"You're on!" She accepted, both of them bouncing in place.
"Oh, no you don't." Finn told them, grabbing each of them with a tire.
"Wha-wha-wha? We're hyper!" Annabel argued.
"Then why don't you put your energy to good use?" Finn asked, a sly smile on his face.
"Uh oh..."Aaron exchanged a glance with Annabel.
Annabel groaned. "What do you want is to clean?"
"Siddeley flew underneath a flock of birds yesterday..." Finn answered as his smile turned sheepish.
"...ew..." Annabel and Aaron exchanged another glance.
…
Annabel ran over to Red's garage. "Red?" She called. Red glanced up from his flowers, still a bit scared of Annabel.
"Hey, buddy." She greeted sweetly. "Great job on the flowers. They're really pretty."
Red smiled.
"So, remember when Lightning fell into all the cacti and Sally asked you to spray the cacti of him?"
Red nodded.
"Would you help me with something kinda like that?"
...
"Mean Mr. Mustard, he shaves in the dark,"
"Sid?"
"Ah! Hey! What are you guys doing here?" Siddeley exclaimed, shutting of the music that was playing from within him.
"You listen to the Beatles?" Annabel asked.
"Y…es...?" Siddeley answered. Annabel and Aaron looked disapprovingly at him.
"Well, what do you think I do out here all day?" He asked.
"Sing along to Mean Mr. Mustard?" Annabel asked, a 'really?' expression on her face.
"Whatever! What are you guys here for?"
"We're hyper!" Annabel explained, jumping up and down again.
"Oh, yeah, that's awesome..." Siddeley answered, confused.
"So-o, Finn told us to clean you."
"Oh, thank God... It's starting to cook in the sun..."
Annabel propped a ladder up against Sid that they brought.
"Aw, man! That is nasty!"
"Lemme see!" Aaron offered, climbing up as well. "Ugh…!" He covered his nose with his mouth. "Why are we doing this, again?"
"Welp, better start working." She declared, sliding down the ladder. "Red? Could you please spray Sid, now?"
Red smiled, and aimed his fire hose.
"Wait...! Annabel! Uh, you know, being sprayed by a firehose really doesn't-ahblahblahblahblah!" Siddeley exclaimed.
Aaron, who had moved the ladder over, began scrubbing Sid's windshield with a sponge.
"Dude, does this thing come off?"
"Well, it's not like I was born with it on..." Siddeley replied. Aaron laughed.
Annabel got the other ladder, and together they scrubbed while Red sprayed.
...
When Annabel and Aaron were finished cleaning Siddeley, Red had to clean them off.
"Ahblahblahblahblah!" They both exclaimed, then coughed.
Red looked at them as if to say he was sorry.
"It's okay, buddy." Annabel said. Red smiled and drove away.
"Happy?" Aaron asked Siddeley.
"Very." He beamed.
"Good. C'mon, Annabel, it's dinner time."
"Tacos?" She asked.
"Um... No, I don't think so." Aaron chuckled.
"I hope it's tacos. C'mon, let's go see." Annabel grinned, grabbed Aaron's hand, and together they ran into town.
"Bye, Sid!"
...
Meanwhile, at the café, Finn was talking to Siddeley on his radio.
"Have you noticed Annabel seems... Happy around Aaron?" Siddeley asked.
"What do you mean, "happy"?" Finn asked.
"Finn, they were holding hands." Siddeley flatly told his friend.
"What? So?"
Their conversation was interrupted by Annabel and Aaron walking into the café. Annabel was giggling, Aaron was smiling. They quickly let go of each other's hand before anyone noticed. Of course Mr. British Intelligence noticed.
...
"Annabel," Finn said, driving up next to her.
"Yeah?"
"Come here for a moment."
Annabel followed Finn away from Aaron.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I know you and Aaron have been having fun together, but... Don't you think he should go back?"
Annabel looked down sadly. "Yeah." She agreed quietly.
"I'll talk to Zündapp." Finn told her, then reached out his tire to her. "Hey..."
Annabel looked up.
"What happened to hyper happy Annabel glad to be in the Cars world?" He quietly joked. Annabel smiled.
"Finn, what if... In-in the very slim chance that... What if... What if Aaron doesn't wanna go back?"
"Well, I'm sure he does..." Finn frowned. "But, of course, it'd be only right to ask him." Finn told her. "In the meantime," He continued. "You haven't showed him Wheel Well yet." Finn smiled. Annabel quickly mirrored his expression.
"Well, it's awfully late." Finn announced.
"But me no wanna go nighty-night yet." Annabel complained.
Finn chuckled. "Too bad." He replied, and scooped up Annabel onto his hood.
"Yay, free ride." Annabel joked with a yawn. Finn chuckled once again.
...
The next day, Annabel was wandering around in the outskirts of Radiator Springs, Mater playfully looking for her. Yeah, she was a bit old for hide and seek... They were playing seek and destroy, okay? At least, that's what Annabel was telling herself.
Annabel suddenly stopped quietly laughing and running when she became face-to-face with a tourist. The car and human just stared at each other for a moment.
"Mater?" Annabel fearfully called.
"Wha—dad gum shoot!" He exclaimed. The three of them just stared at each other.
"Finn!" Mater called.
"Fin?" The tourist asked. "What—?"
"What?" Finn asked driving over. "Oh, dear God!" He exclaimed. "Annabel!" he scolded.
"It's not my fault! Tourists aren't allowed over here!" She protested.
"Well, dad gum, what is we gonna do?"
"Um... Tell someone!?" The tourist suggested.
"Can it, buddy." Annabel snapped at him.
"Annabel, get in my backseat before you cause any more trouble..." Finn told her. Annabel grumbled some kind of complaint but hopped into Finn's backseat regardless.
"What is that!?" The tourist exclaimed.
Finn and Mater exchanged a glance. Maybe it was time to share Annabel with the world...
...
"He what!?" Sheriff exclaimed. Finn and Mater had brought the tourist to him.
"It's not my fault!" They heard Annabel call from Finn's backseat.
Sheriff sighed. "Maybe you're right, Finn..." He agreed, then whispered so the tourist wouldn't hear, "I'm sure your spy agency will keep anyone from doing experiments or anything on her... Right?"
Finn nodded… He was pretty sure.
"Hey... Where's Aaron?" Mater asked. They all looked at each other.
"Mater, stand next to Finn." Annabel told him.
"Okay... Why?"
"Are any tourists around?"
"Nope, they's all at the café." He answered, and Annabel jumped from Finn's backseat to Mater's.
"That's why." She answered. "To the motel!" She announced, and Mater sped away.
"What do you think we should do?" Finn asked.
Sheriff shrugged. "I dunno, can't you talk to the president or something? You're a spy..."
"A British one... Wait a moment..." Finn began, getting an idea.
"What?"
"I've got an idea. Mater!" Finn called, and drove after Mater.
"Hey, man, I'm freaked out right now..." The tourist cut in.
"Keep it quiet for now. Don't go tellin' your friends or family or whoever what you saw."
"Uh… Okay…"